nonelikejesus
Have you forgotten the power of His sacrifice? Have you forgotten the validity of His promises? Have you forgotten the security of salvation? Have you lost sight of all this beautiful truth that’s supposed to be enveloping your fears and insecurities with peace and full assurance that He is who He says He is regardless of the darkness you see within yourself. He sees it too, and He didn’t flinch at the sight. He didn’t go anywhere. So let the gratitude fill you to the brim and know that you weren’t ever expected to pretend and you have no reason to hide. If you’ve got darkness, stop wasting your time trying to mask and manage its presence. Did you look around and believe that you might be the only one with things you’re ashamed of? Who taught you to hide like your father Adam? Don’t you remember how God called out for Him? Who told you to pretend you’re something you’re not? The cross has made a way for you to not cower like Adam. Who told you this is about you? This is about God—His power, His love, His plan, and His redemption. Did you forget that your only hope is in the light that came for you and came after you? Stop hiding from your only hope. Invite the light in and let it flood your darkness. Its persistence dissolves once it’s confronted by light. Don’t defend the manifestations of your old self. Invite the light to fill its place. There’s no reason to guard the corruption that has nothing to offer you but loneliness and fear. Make provisions for it in one area and it will make no apologies when it threatens the rest of you. Willingly expose the darkness you’ve hidden in your corners. You don’t have it under control if it’s controlling you, and if you’re not being honest about its presence in your life, it is surely controlling you. It will forfeit its power the instant it’s exposed, so turn the light on and trust the character and promises of God who has claimed those corners as His own. He’s not afraid of your condition. Why are you?
LB, Peace: Room & Time (via yesdarlingido)
four-fires

The biggest tragedy of your life is that your human mind has no way of comprehending the love God has for you. Take all of your aching desires, all your tender longings, and multiply them by a million, and you’re still not close to the love God has for you. And since we can’t comprehend God’s love, we imagine that God is in a distant place, protecting Himself from all our sinful ways.

The tragedy of thinking that God only loves as we love!

marcphun
Then they cried to the LORD in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress. He sent forth his word and healed them; he rescued them from the grave. Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men. Let them sacrifice thank offerings and tell of his works with songs of joy.
Psalm 107:19-22 (via marcphun)
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objectoccult:

Before the availability of the tape recorder and during the 1950s, when vinyl was scarce, people in the Soviet Union began making records of banned Western music on discarded x-rays. With the help of a special device, banned bootlegged jazz and rock ‘n’ roll records were “pressed” on thick radiographs salvaged from hospital waste bins and then cut into discs of 23-25 centimeters in diameter. “They would cut the X-ray into a crude circle with manicure scissors and use a cigarette to burn a hole,” says author Anya von Bremzen. “You’d have Elvis on the lungs, Duke Ellington on Aunt Masha’s brain scan — forbidden Western music captured on the interiors of Soviet citizens.”

objectoccult:

Before the availability of the tape recorder and during the 1950s, when vinyl was scarce, people in the Soviet Union began making records of banned Western music on discarded x-rays. With the help of a special device, banned bootlegged jazz and rock ‘n’ roll records were “pressed” on thick radiographs salvaged from hospital waste bins and then cut into discs of 23-25 centimeters in diameter. “They would cut the X-ray into a crude circle with manicure scissors and use a cigarette to burn a hole,” says author Anya von Bremzen. “You’d have Elvis on the lungs, Duke Ellington on Aunt Masha’s brain scan — forbidden Western music captured on the interiors of Soviet citizens.”